Poem: Mustard Seeds

Mustard Seeds

By Nicole Black

 

A mustard seed of awareness and acceptance

For a longtime love

A mustard seed… because I believe

Someone can

Know each wrinkle of me

And kiss aged lips

With fineness

From decades of practice

ONE ROUND BROWNISH YELLOW

Of desire

That inspires

Art as children and room to grow sculptures

I a Muse to them as they are a Muse to me

Our creative outlets comingle and yet can stand alone

Knowing each of us is whole…. Not a half that will complete

2 planets with similar ecosystems so our ideas are fertile and can thrive on either

Celestial Organism

YES! A mustard seed that goes past the well

To the river fresh and crisp

I could sip beauty and sing praises to the trees

The moment fulfilling

All my earthbound needs

The enhancement of a longtime love/companion/friend/ lover 

Would allow me to share

The beauty I see all around me

With more than the trees

Their thirst already quenched by a clean river

Hydrated we could roam the wood and tell stories to frogs

Whisper rumors to moss

And in almost silent swiftness

RUN

Patterns amongst the trees

Creating a poem

For the forest